i am trying to tell you
you can’t test the ocean
without warming it with your
hand
that jupiter is a star that
never happened
that reincarnation exists
and when i grow up and die
i want to be a mountain
i am
trying to tell you that black holes
hum
B flat
57 octaves down
that when a meteor strikes
the moon
it
rings like a bell
i am trying to tell you sometimes
you can be too careful
that the average color
of
the universe
is #FFF8E7
and they went and called it
‘cosmic latte’
i am trying to tell you this
disappoints me
that
sometimes i need to be left alone
i am trying to tell you
there
is no mathematical possibility
for everybody to have a
soulmate i’m sorry
some
people fit together exactly
like
they say they do
and it’s hard to explain how
their atoms
will
never really touch
i am trying
i am
trying and this
disappoints me.
John Mortara lives and writes in North Carolina. He edits voicemailpoems.org and his poems have most recently been published in Fiddleback and Vinyl Poet.
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